Due to certain situations I didn't get to sleep last night till about four thirty this morning, and then I had to be back up by eight thirty. So yeah I'm sitting here and I can sense the feeling of exhaustion getting ready to crash down upon me just as the wall rapidly approaches the race car spinning totally out of control toward it.
I was hoping to sit down and knockout a quick post dealing with highway leapfrog. I've tried twice to write it only to erase it each time. I can't seem to form sentences that I'm satisfied with. My words, my thoughts and ideas are racing around within my head, reminding me of that slightly buzzed feeling one gets after a few drinks. So I believe for once I will do what seems to be the smart thing and go to bed. That is before I end up getting that staggering, speech slurring, falling down, how did I get so drunk without drinking a drop feeling. Goodnight! Posted by J_E_G 11:59 PM
I'm tired, but I'm still to keyed up from being on the road most of the afternoon to go to sleep. My trip to the airport and back was rather uneventful. Not that there wouldn't have been chances for it to become eventful had I not been playing it smart. Reason being I think every state trooper was on the section of I-70 that I was on. It was like I couldn't go a mile without seeing those bears everywhere. They were in the median, on the entrance ramps or passing me going in the other direction. Just waiting to nail the next unsuspecting driver who was trying to cheat the system and shave off a few minutes on their arrival time wherever it was they were headed. And yes there were a few of those who had been caught by that invisible radar. I even believe I passed one motorist pulled over where the trooper was being kind enough to help rearrange everything in their vehicle.
Them damn bears have even taken to being sneaky. I can remember back in the day when all the highway patrol cars looked the same (such as the one pictured above) and you could spot them a mile away. But now they have taken to running cars such as this one.
I even saw this car, but most of the patrol cars I saw looked like this one. It didn't matter to me though, they could have put the whole force on the highway in front of me. I set the cruise on 70 and sailed on down the road without worrying once about those ticket writing fools. Not that I don't like going fast, when I think I can get away with it that is. But you don't have to be Einstein to know that with the state being in financial despair the quickest way to make up some of those depleted funds is through speeding tickets. And believe me I have noticed an increase in traffic stops not only on the highways, but also in the city as well. So I was perfectly content to set my cruise control and go merrily on my way. OK now I think I'm ready to get myself to bed. That's it for now. Later.
If they put down the proper date on my birth certificate then today must be my birthday. It must be, because the same date is even on my drivers license. So what do i have planned on this so called special day of mine. Humm.... nothing really. That's ok because I've got to make a 250 mile round trip to pick someone up at the airport, and after that I don't think I'll feel like doing much anyway. Besides I can't remember the last time I did anything special for my birthday.
Speaking of making that trip if I don't get showered and on the road I'll be late and end up on everyone's shit list.......again. That's it for now. Later.
The tomato plants i planted a few months ago are now bringing forth delicious red ripe tomato's. The only thing is way to many tomato's ripening way to fast. Now I find myself with more tomato's then a rowdy crowd armed to the hilt waiting for that politician they don't like. It's amazing the amount of ways you can find to use tomato's. Sliced tomato's, tomato wedges, eat them like an apple and put them in whatever you cook. This is missing something, I know throw a tomato in. I don't care if it is oatmeal, throw that tomato in we got to get rid of them. Ok, so maybe it hasn't gotten to that point yet....but it's getting close.
What's that you say? Give them away. Thought of that, the only problem is that everyone I've tried to give tomato's to is in the same boat I'm in. Oh well guess I better learn to like tomato's even more then I already do. By the way anyone want any tomato's??? That's it for now. Later
So here it is after mid night and again I'm still up, where as normal people would probably have been in bed for a while now. But then what is normal, besides it's not surprising that I'm still up since I laid around and napped most of today. Oh, I am feeling somewhat better now. I'm happy to say the nasal plumbers finally showed up and plugged the leak. And not a moment to soon as I was beginning to look like effing Rudolph.
I wanted to do something different with this post so I worked this little piece up. Now before you read it, let me say it in no way reflects how I feel today. Instead this is part of some things I wrote that was motivated by a dark period in my life some years ago. That said here it is.
I was over reading Anti's blog earlier, and he was talking about a cloud of bad luck that seemed to have settled in over him. Well I believe I know the feeling. I think it's quite possible a part of that cloud broke off and floated overnight and planted itself above me.
I've started on my plan I made to slow down and relax a little. And I got some unexpected help in getting started, or maybe to say internal help would be more appropriate. You see it's to hard think or worry about anything else when your head feels as though it's stuffed with more cotton then an Alabama or Georgia plantation could produce. I went to bed last night feeling good, and was awakened this morning in the midst of a sneezing fit and my head not only feeling stuffed up but also as though it had gained a few extra pounds. There's only two conclusions i could come up with and that is somehow overnight I developed a sever case of allergies or the dreaded summer head cold has set in. I'm betting on the latter.
Not only did I wake up feeling like shit this morning, but I also discovered that for some reason Ma Bell has pulled the plug on me. Yep, went to make a call this morning and was greeted with silence instead of the normal dial tone one would expect to hear. I immediately decided the hell with it I'll deal with it Monday, after all I still have my cell phone. I think it's nap time. Thats it for now. Later
Even though it's been about six months since I quit my job at the rock quarry, I still run into people I know who hadn't heard yet. An amazing fact in itself considering the small size of the town I live in. And I always get the same reaction from each and every one of them. Really you quit, but you were out there for so many years. Why? Why indeed. Simple when you spend most of your time trying not to be stabbed in the back....it's time to go. When people spend a lot of time trying to rip your insides out and drag you through the mud...it's time to quit. most importantly when you dread getting up every morning and going to work....it's time to move on. But you were making such good money they'd say....
There comes a point when the good money just isn't worth your sanity.
I was sitting here relaxing and trying to think of something to write. When I started thinking about my birthday which is rapidly approaching next Wednesday. And as it nears I am another year, or turn around the corner to halftime in this wonderful game of life. Unlike others I've known, I am not one who treats the arrival of certain numeric ages as a time to stress greatly and feel as though life as they know it will soon come to an end. To me it's just another day signifying the passing of another year. Besides in most games I've ever seen the second half is usually the
best.
Running here, going there, washing that, I don't know where all this shit popped up from but every-time I turn around something else is screaming get me done. I just looked out the window and damned if the lawn doesn't need mowed. I am not going to ask what's next, I know its lurking around the corner just waiting to pounce on me.
I know, I need to slow down but every-time I reach for the break pedal I somehow miss it. So I'm about ready to do the next best thing. And that being reach up and turn the key off and coast for a day or two. I think that will be my plan, yeah, I'm going to get what absolutely needs to be done and try and forget everything else. Try anyhow at least for a day or two.
In case you didn't notice I jumped on the same train everyone else seems to be getting on and changed my comments. I know I don't get that many comments here, but what few I do get I appreciate. And I cant do that if the comments are down all the time. That's it for now. Later.
I haven't updated in a couple of days mainly because there hasn't been anything exciting going on in my life. Not that what I write about is all that exciting. I mean there is only so many ways you can say I worked in front of my computer for a while and then just took up space and wasted air the rest of the day. OK so maybe it's not as bad as all that, but I think you might know what I'm saying.
Yesterday I sat down at my computer to work on my store some more, when suddenly I started to get this strange feeling. That feeling you get when the walls start closing in on you. So it was decided it was time to get out for awhile before the walls came crashing in on me, making me an everlasting part of the woodwork. I like my house, but not enough to become a permanent fixture in it. So I grabbed my keys, my camera and a full pack of cigarettes and headed out the door. I got into the car pointed it toward the highway and drove, still unsure as to where I was going. About thirty minutes and twenty miles later I found myself in Manhattan, the little one that's in Kansas not the big one located in New York City.
This is the city where the university I had attended was located and I hadn't been there in a year or two. So I decided what the hell I'd go wander around the campus and take some pictures. Kind of a stroll down memory lane if you will.
As I started walking around it didn't take long to realize that it wasn't so much a stroll down memory lane after all. Oh sure, the memories were still there. But only as they existed in my mind, for every corner I turned, every where I looked I saw nothing but the changes that had taken place with time. I know it had been a few years since I had been there, but I had no idea the area had changed as much as it had. I will admit these changes were improvements for the good, it's just that it was hard not to see it as I had left it so many years ago.
After getting over the fact that so much had changed I set out wandering around. I just walked and walked stopping every so often to take a picture or two. I remember going past the large newly remodeled library, the administration buildings and weaving my way between the buildings that contained the many now empty classrooms.
It was quiet and deserted as one would expect in the middle of the summer break, seeing only a handful of people as I journeyed through the campus. Unlike the way it will be about a month or so from now, with thousands of students scurrying from building to building trying to make it to class on time. It was relaxing to just roam around taking pictures and remembering times of days gone by. Although I will admit about half way through I was beginning to question why I had to pick a day where it was 110 degrees in the shade to do this. Anyway about an hour or so and some forty pictures later I decided it was time to head back to the house and the AC.
As I got back to the parking lot I was happy to see the car still parked where I had parked it and without a ticket on it even. I don't know why I would wonder about that, just because it was a permit only lot, and of course I don't have one of their precious permits. Pointed the car west and forty minutes later I was sitting in the comfort of my air-conditioned house contemplating what I'd have for supper. That's it for now. Later
I was sitting here trying to think about something to write about today, and my mind kept going to the fact that lately I've been seeing hateful and hurtful comments left on other peoples blog. But then i remembered I had already written about that subject not long ago.
So today I'm going to do something I don't normally do, and that is offer up some advice. Or should I say it is a simple answer of what to do instead of posting hateful comments. First, if you happen to find yourself on a site that for some reason you detest, then the answer is........LEAVE !! Yes it is as simple as that. Secondly, QUIT clicking the link that takes you back to that site. If you are not there you wont feel compelled to leave disparaging comments.
I believe that the comments section of a blog are a privilege that the author of the blog is presenting to the readers of his material, in hopes of getting feedback and interaction. But when the sole purpose of the comment posted is designed to hurt or even destroy a person, then I feel that is a blatant abuse of the comments privilege. I just hope that it doesn't turn out that a handful of ...........(Ill let you fill in the blank) ends up ruining it for everyone else. Because if it keeps up I can envision more and more people pulling the comments down off their sites.
It was road trip time yesterday. My mom was going on a trip to visit her brother and sisters so I drove her to the airport. And since the nearest airport big enough to handle major airlines is in Kansas City, which is two hours away, I got plenty of windshield time.
As I said she was going on a trip by herself, which is an event all in itself. You see she is 72 years old and gets around with the aid of a walker, but getting around in the airport and down to the airplane she has to use a wheelchair. Now up until the new security measures were implemented there really wasn't a problem as someone was always able to be with her to see that she got where she needed to be. Yesterday as I was pushing her to the gate and we got to the entrance I was informed I couldn't go into the waiting area anymore. I said ok and asked if there would be someone in there who would help her get where she needed to be. Of course the guard said sure,sure there will be someone from the airlines to help. You can imagine my surprise and disdain when I walked around so I could look through the glass wall and make sure she got on the plane ok, and there she was just sitting there with her carry on bag and purse on her lap and not a sole from the airline around to help her. It appeared that once she got through the metal detector the security people pushed her just far enough to get my mom out of their way and just left her. I watched for a bit and was starting to get upset and ready to raise some hell when a kind person came along and pushed her to the counter at the gate. Still the employees didn't move to help her and they were starting to announce the boarding of her flight. Again I was getting ready to find someone to raise holy hell with, when finally one of the airline people figured out she needed help to get to the plane. And she was on her way.....finally. She called me later that evening to tell me she made it ok, I was concerned because she had to change planes in Denver. But she said the rest of the trip went smoothly. And that they were waiting in Denver with a wheelchair and got her to the next plane right away. So I concluded that evidently all the assholes working for this airline are all working at the Kansas City airport.
This got me to thinking that maybe the real reason that the airline business is suffering isn't really because of the terrorist scare. Maybe, just maybe, it's because of the rising prices and the lousy service you get at some airports these days.
It's official today was pretty much the hottest day of the year here thus far, that is if you call 105F/40C hot. However it really wasn't so much the heat that was so bad, but rather the thickness of the air due to the extremely high amount of humidity. It was so thick that you could feel it engulf your entire body as you stepped out into it. Thick enough you felt as though you needed to reach out and part the air with your hands as you walked around. How funny would that be, walking down the sidewalk looking like you're trying to swim.
It's days like these that make me appreciate the fact I don't work outside anymore. Only one thing left to say, thank goodness for AC!! That's it for now. Later
I was sitting here going through what has become my morning routine of checking my e-mail and making the blog rounds while having my morning coffee. I was over on JAMIE'S site and in his post from yesterday he was talking about BING who he referred to as his blogdaughter. And he went on to say "she makes a pappa proud". And from everything I've read since I have started visiting her site I can fully understand what he's saying.
Seeing him call her his blogdaughter got me to thinking. Now I know I'm nothing to anyone in the blog world, but if I was, what would that blog relation be. Oh yeah I know.........bloggranddad hahaha. Well maybe.
Could it be.....could there be a pennant race in the making in Kansas City? Ok it might be a little early to start talking about a pennant races, but the turn around the Kansas City Royals have made this year is simply amazing. No, mind boggling would be more like it. After all this is the same team that won only 62 games while managing to lose 100 games and finished a whopping 32.5 game out of first place. Whereas this year at the half way mark of the season they have 50 wins and 41 loses and lead the American League Central division by 6.5 games. I for one cannot offer any explanation for this fantastic turn around. However, I do know I'm just one of many who hopes this turn around continues through to the end of the season right into the world series. Time will tell. That's it for now. Later. Posted by J_E_G 7:08 PM
Saturday, July 12, 2003
Oh what a day it was today. It all started bright and early at seven this morning when my hand slammed over onto the alarm clock to turn off the alarm. That or break the clock, either way the alarm would be off. No, wait, it actually started last night when out of the blue I decided to have a yard sale this morning. Thus explaining why the alarm was going off at seven on a saturday morning. So after arising, having my coffee and showering, I proceeded to carry things out into the driveway and then settled in to wait for the rush of people I was so sure wanted to buy all that I had carried out.
I waited and I waited, two and a half hours I waited and not one person showed up to my great sale. I finally gave up and carried everything back into the basement, before going inside to contemplate the lesson I had just learned. The lesson of what happens when the four P's prevail, Piss Poor Prior Planning, and my hastily thrown together yard sale was a perfect example of how this could work. Like I said no one showed up, how could they, in my haste to put this sale together I had forgotten one very important aspect, that being to inform the people. If they don't know about it how in the hell can they come to it. Let me see I think there is a word for that....oh yeah, advertising. DUH
Oh well my intentions were good even if they weren't well designed. I think I'll try again next weekend only this time I will get the word out during the week. Ahh well live and learn I guess. That's it for now. Later
It's late and I'm to tired to write anything that would be remotely comprehensible. Therefore I think I will leave any real posting till tomorrow......I'm off to bed!!! Later
Sometimes life can seem like a carnival ride spinning round and round stirring things up into a gut wrenching dizzy frenzy. And just as it slows down and you think you're getting a handle on everything, it starts back up again going in the opposite direction.
I spent most of the day with my nose stuck in paperwork trying to put together another e-store,this time on ebay. Although I did take a break this evening and went out and just sat on the front porch, trying to flush out all the text, pictures and other assorted data that was bouncing around inside my head. I did somewhat manage to do that and proceeded to watch the sun lower itself beyond the horizon, signaling the end to another day in this sometimes crazy mixed up world we exist in.
I grew up an army brat, a dependant, terms used for us kid's whose dad were in the army. This was a very fast paced lifestyle with which to grow up in. Fast paced because every three years we were packing up and moving to a new army base to live. There were defiantly advantages and disadvantages to growing up like this. The main disadvantage was that you stayed in one place just long enough to make new friend's only to have to move away seemingly as you just got to know these friends. And no matter how much you swore you would keep in touch, as time passed and you made new friend's, the other friends would just fade into a distant memory.
For every disadvantage there is usually an advantage to be found. In this situation one of the advantages was the privilege of traveling a lot and seeing places I probably would not have seen otherwise. In my first eighteen years of life I got to live in several different countries as well as lived in or traveled through most of the states in this country (USA). A lot I remember but some I don't remember mostly because I was to young to remember, that or my memory is just getting a little harder to jog nowadays. Sadly two of the places we lived that I was to young to remember were Japan and Okinawa. However I did spend six years of my life living in Germany which I was old enough to remember. These pictures ( which I didn't take ) are of the cathedral in Ulm Germany which we visited when we lived there. It is supposed to be the world's tallest church, or at least it was when we visited there. Whether it still is or not I don't know. We did go to the top of the steeple via one elevator sandwiched between two staircases. However our stay at the top lasted for like three minutes, long enough to look down at the miniature looking people and cars, only to suddenly realize that this steeple was swaying in the wind. So back down we went, all 589 stairs, if my memory serves me right. And NO I wasn't the fool who counted them.
I guess the point I'm trying to get at in this rambling on post is I learned to really enjoy traveling as I grew up. And that most likely explains why to this day I still get the urge to pack it all up and move on to somewhere new to live. Ok that's enough rambling for now. Besides it's time to get some more work done. Later
I was sitting here working on my store and decided to take a break and describe the wondrous night I had last night. It all started with my having every intention of going to bed earlier then usual. Well that didn't work out as it was two in the morning before I crawled into bed. I had only been sleeping about an hour when my peaceful slumber turned into a nightmare. I'm not sure if I swallowed in my sleep and it went down the wrong way or what, but the next thing I know I was jerked awake gasping and struggling to take a breath wanting just one molecule of air and it wasn't happening. All I was managing to do was make funny noises ( well funny now but at the time not so funny) yet no air was going in or out of my lungs. After what seem like an eternity of trying to breath I finally got whatever it was to clear up and air rushed in again. I then sat on the edge of the bed just gulping in breath after breath of that precious life giving gas we call air. Needless to say I couldn't just fall back to sleep. By the time I calmed down from the adrenalin rush and after convincing myself it was safe to go back to sleep it was nearly four in the morning.
I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep to finish off what was left of the night. I wish....you see after another hour had gone by I was rudely awakened again, only this time by a loud effing clap of thunder followed by a tremendous downpour of rain. So laying there listening to the rain coming down I tried to get back to sleep. Well after about an hour and a half of tossing and turning I gave up and got up. I guess I just wasn't meant to get sleep last night. I sure hope tonight goes better, I'm ready for a good nights rest. That's it for now. Later.
Sometimes this internet service I've got can be so frustrating. You see the last four nights right around 11:00pm my internet goes down for no apparent reason. I was finally able to get someone on the phone and it turns out the problem was just as perplexing to the tech as it was to me. So they are going to send someone to see if they can solve the mystery of the vanishing internet. Of course that won't be until tomorrow.
I've seen a few people talk about the strange search phrases people used to hit on their sites. So I decided to check and see what phrases people were using to hit on my blog and I found some real winners. Some of which I have no idea how they led to my site. Below are a few of the more interesting ones.
assault
"nude all day"
weed bust pics
pictures of mowed major league baseball fields
And the best one of all somehow I ended up top of the list on this google search jean mclean threatening boyfriend with knife
The fireworks have all been shot, the parades are done, the picnics and outings are over-with, thus another forth of July holiday comes to an end. Soon everyone will head back to work or do whatever it is they do to get back to their normal lifestyle, if there is such a thing as normal.
Ohhh to be able to climb on board this bird and fly off somewhere, anywhere, nowhere, I don't really care. All I know is I have the urge to go, unfortunately it's just not in the cards right now. That's it for now. Later
So maybe the stars are out of alignment or there's a bad moon rising above me. Ok, so I don't really believe in that kind of stuff, but whatever it is, it seems if it weren't for bad luck I'd have no luck at all lately. For example my July 4 post was actually just published a few minutes ago on July 5th. I wrote the post and put together the photo album last night and hit the post button, but just as I was about to click the publish button my internet went down. So after a few silently muttered choice adjectives I decided there wasn't much I could do about it gave up and went to bed. I'm resisting asking that immortal question of "what next?", for I know if you ask it you usually get an answer.
How do like my new ride. Ok so it's not mine, well I guess it is for a week. What happened is my sister and her family went to Branson Missouri for vacation and wanted to take the Lincoln instead of driving their truck down. Not sure why, maybe it's a style issue, who knows.
Right now I'm sitting here thinking of all the things I am going to do when this one dollar lottery ticket wins that 200 million dollar jackpot tonight. YEAH RIIIght....but hey it doesn't hurt to dream a little now and then.
It's the forth of July, yes the birth of our country. HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMERICA!!
In keeping with the decision I made a few days ago to get out more I went down last evening and walked around the carnival that's downtown right now. It wasn't anything fantastic, yet it was still nice to just wander around observing. Watching the thrilled looks on the little kids faces as they waited to climb that stairway to take that three second ride down the slide. Or the expressions of sheer terror mixed in with a few just what the hell am I doing on this ride looks, as they spun round and round. Yes I kinda had fun even if it was just watching and taking pictures.
I even got up this, went down and braved the heat to watch the parade. It was pretty good as far as parades go. Even took a bunch of pic's of the parade, however only a few turned out grrrr. After that I headed home to cool off. Was gonna go and watch the fireworks but then decided not to fight the crowds and traffic. So I'm just staying home. Doesn't matter if I want to see fireworks all I have to do is step out on the front porch and I'll see all the fireworks I care to see. Click here or on the pic above to see a little photo album of my time at the carnival. Click on the pic's to see larger image. That's it for now. Later
You know for a guy who doesn't care for doctors or going to them I've been spending a lot of time in hospitals and doctor's offices lately. No no not because I've been sick or anything, hell I have to be in extreme pain and whatnot before I'd even consider dragging myself to the doctor. Rather it is because I am the only one available to drive my mom to her appointments.
One of the things I dislike about doctors is the hurry up and wait game you always end up playing. An example of this is if you have a ten o'clock appointment how many of us really get into see the doctor at ten o'clock. It's usually more like ten twenty or ten thirty before that happens. Oh yeah, and they tell ya be sure and get there fifteen minutes early so you can fill out their paperwork. This is exactly what happened to me yesterday when my mom had a ten o'clock appointment. We got there a little before ten and it was ten thirty before they called her name. And after spending forty minutes in with the doctor you'd think we be ready to head out of there, well I was anyhow. But oh no, when I asked, mom told me we had to wait for the doctor to write up a couple of prescriptions for her. I thought ok how long could that take........yeah right. Thirty five minutes later the nurse finally comes out and hands us the three little pieces of paper. Finally armed with the prescriptions we headed for the door and made our escape a few minutes before noon. God I so love doctor's offices that I can hardly wait for the next round of appointments.......NOT. That's it for now. Later.
Wooooosh, wow what was that blur that just streaked by. Oh.....it was only the month of June zooming past so fast I hardly had a chance to grasp it's existence. Is it just me or do these months, ahh hell time in general, just seem to be flying by anymore. Ahh yes the start of July, hot weather, the Forth of JUly celebration, oh and yes the month of my birth. Humm, damn another 29 more quick days and I will have squeaked out yet another year on this earth.
I decided to finally get out for a while, bust out, get away, do something before I became a prisoner in my own home. I've stayed in so much lately that it was becoming easier to just stay in and thats not good. So I headed out even though it was only for a short stroll around town. And believe me with the size of our town that can be accomplished in 20 minutes or less. And that's what I did.
I just wandered around letting loose all the things that might have been bouncing around in my head at the time. It felt nice to not think of anything for a short while and just walk and take pictures.
After about an hour or so of roaming around the buildings and dashing across the street amid the payday traffic I decided maybe it was time to head back to the house and the AC.
Oh yeah, and whilst out walking I strolled right into the middle of this carnival in the process of setting up to be a part of this weekends events.
And to all my friend's and anyone who might be reading this from north of the border.......HAPPY CANADA DAY!! That's it for now. Later